Wanted: Rachel Berry
I do not own Glee! This is a oneshot! This is set before Quinn got pregnant! Thank you for reading!
Rachel stared at Quinn Fabray. She looked so beautiful with her naturally red lips, her red and white polyester Cheerios' uniform, and blond ponytail. Rachel was in love with her. Quinn was head Cheerio, bitchiest girl in the school, prettiest girl, meanest, most popular girl, and she was in all honors and gifted classes. She was also president of the Celibacy Club and dating Finn, quarterback for the football team and most popular girl in the school. Rachel had almost as much love for Finn as she did Finn's girlfriend. Why did she have to be so god damn beautiful?
Quinn flew into the air. She bent her curvy legs back, her hair flew in the air, and her dress flew around her. Rachel knew she had to get Quinn to love her. But the question was, what?
Rachel imitated the cheerleaders doing the routine, and she had to admit, she was pretty good for someone who was doing it for the first time. Ms. Sylvester saw that too, because she was staring at Rachel. Rachel sat down and started reviewing her English assigment. But that only reminded Rachel of Quinn. Because Quinn was her partner. But Quinn had just killed the chance that she was secretly in love with Rachel that day.
Flashback from right after English
Quinn: So you'll do the assigment and we'll act like we did it together.
Rachel: But isn't that cheating?
Quinn: No, silly. It would be cheating if we had someone else do it and neither of us did it.
Rachel: But why don't you want to do it?
Quinn: With you? Are you kidding? I don't want to look at your ugly face for 7 hours straight.
End Flashback
Rachel wished she was Finn. Then she'd be able to rush up to Quinn and kiss her without being called a lesbian. And being labeled a lesbian at school was a terrible thing that deemed you instant social death. Even if you were Quinn Fabray.
Ms. Sylvester called Rachel into her office after the practice had ended.
"I saw you doing the routine."
"So?" "You're a natural, Rachel. We need you on the squad." "Look, cheerleading isn't really my thing." "Well, I guess if you don't join, I'll just tell Quinn about your little crush on her."
Rachel mouth fell open. "How did you know that?" "Sue Sylvester knows everything that goes on in this school. She always finds out."
"Fine," Rachel said, taking the uniform from Ms. Sylvester. Because Quinn could never find out about Rachel being in love with her. Even if that meant suffering severe pain.
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